Feel Bout Me Lyrics

[Intro]

[Hook]
I can give a f*** how you feel bout me
I can give a f*** how you feel bout me
I can give a f*** how you feel bout me
I can give a f*** how you feel bout me
How you feel bout me, how you feel bout me
Shawty I can give a f*** how you feel bout me
How you feel bout me, how you feel bout me
Shawty I can give a f*** how you feel bout me

[Verse 1]
Light the block up like Times Square
You a killer, who the f*** care
Riverdale, we in here
That f*** touched my underwear
What come around goes around
Don't pop s***, just gun rounds
[?] blood hounds
Cook a brick, hey bust a pound
[?] in the ground
One phone call get your dome cold
Like TI boy I ball
I'm rich and black, hey f*** the law
I'm too real, can't G check
Worldwide get respect
You got [?] then you a reject
Elm Street, my G set
Suwoo to the P gang
Kept it real, stuck to the code
Under presser I won't fold
Lock and load til the block explode
Young n****, my chopper old
Bust down it's all gold
Young n****, my chopper old
Bust down rolie it's all gold
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
BrickSquad new [?] posse
Flexin hard, take Ted DiBiase
My d*** got hard when I caught a body
Choppin' hoes like I know karate
Sellin' hoes, I be catchin' bodies
Payin' county I'm John Gotti
Hard top my blood rari
Bet these p**** n***** hope I go broke
Then I robbin rappers sellin' weed and c**e
Flockaveli dropped [?]
I need a strong woman, Mia Angelo
No I [?] in the hood for like gangin blow
[?] these n***** know
Twenty five to life, I do it ho
Twenty five to life, I do it ho
Check my bloodline, check my background
Check my family tree, we G'd up
So we in the cut, not a good look
Raised round crooks, I get you booked
So we in the cut, not a good look
Raised round crooks, I get you booked
Stop actin' hard, get your jewels took
Goons actin' shook, p**** n****
Squad
[Hook]